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I heard it told
by a woman over in Murphy

that when a grown man in New York

saw an elephant for the first time,

his entire view of the world
changed in that one moment.

That's how it was in '48

when they found that
gold at Sutter's Mill.

They tried to keep it quiet,

but word got out, and it
struck men like a fever.

300,000 people rushed to California.

Henry Angel was the smart one

because he sold 'em all supplies.

Whether a man knew how to prospect or not,

he'd still need to buy a
tent from Angel's Camp.

Now Big John would tell ya
that gold is where you find it,

but he's only good for digging.

He likes that rot-gut
whiskey, so what's he know?

But people come from all over the world

to stake their claim,

and men that were brought up to worship

and fear our Lord will lie,
steal, and kill to possess it.

Because when ya see the
elephant, everything changes.

- Bust that up, Sammie.
See what we got in there.

- Right away, boss man.

- William Teller.

It's been a long time.

- It has been.
- Come on over here.

Make yourself comfortable.

- Now-
- Did you want

something to drink?
- No, I'm-

- Mr. Danko, get Mr.
Teller a whiskey, please.

- I don't need a drink.

He says you've got news
about our prospects.

Now we have got to square up our papers.

- I had that town barrister
draw up the agreement here.

So now this is the deed

to the I-Rig Trail mining claim,

number 477 up in the north region.

- Is that what we're calling it now?

Mm-hmm, mm.

She's a beauty.

- You just, uh, you know,
you can just, uh, sign

on the Xes at the bottom there.

- I don't sign an X.

Now I know how to sign a W.

And I also know how to cross a T.

As you well know, my
wife's a learned woman.

- Yes, I do, William.

How is Katelyn?

Never have to teach again.

Well, do give her my regards.

- That I will.

- William, let me summarize
what's just been signed here.

This states that O'Leary Mining, me,

now owns 100% of the claim
because the former partner, you,

have agreed to a full and complete payout

for the sum of $100.

- What?

- Well, I figured you'd want it in gold

for old times' sake.

- Damn you, no.

Wasn't our agreement.

Let me see that paper.

- Well, you're not gonna make
a scene, now are ya, William?

- No, I'm not gonna make a scene.

I'm wanna see that paper again.

- Mr. Danko will take you on back to town.

Mr. Danko, take Mr. William
back to town please.

I wanna see that paper.

I wanna see that paper.

That was not our agreement.

- $100?
- Yes.

- And it's your signature?

He made you sign it without me reading it?

- Yes.

- Doesn't even cover half the deed.

- Yes.

- You had said we'd be rich,
wouldn't have to work again.

- I know, Kate.

Worst possible news we could hear.

- Well, no, it's not the worst.

- What?

- Dr. O'Brien came by yesterday.

He says I have something
that can't be fixed.

- Well, that's a lie.

He does not know how strong you are.

My God.

You're sick, and you're comforting me.

Hep, hep.

- Look at this

Veins of gold.

Well, here comes trouble.

- You ain't no baron.

You are a liar, and you, sir, are a cheat.

That is what you are.

- Have a cup of tea, William.

- I am part of that.

- This? I don't think so.

This is brand new.

And since you and I have
resolved our legal entanglements

over the previous claim we once shared,

I really don't think there's
anything more to talk-

- I want what's coming to
me, and I want it right now.

- Uh, that can be arranged, William.

- Mr. Teller, I don't always
agree with my father either,

but he doesn't deserve to die
today, and neither do you.

- You're just about half
right on that, girl.

- Now you best think
about what comes next.

I'll count to three before I shoot.

One.

Two.

- Back up.

Now.

- You know that mean blood you got

from your mother's gonna
get you killed, hmm?

Same as her.

Get yourself on back inside.

- Good day, Mr. Teller.

- Breathe in.

- Am I on fire?

- Breathe in.

You know I will watch over him.

- Thomas?

- This will clean you good,

dark thoughts and bad feelings you have.

My people use this.
- That's nice.

- Remember, you told me
about the night he was born,

the lightning, thunder
beings shaking the sky.

He knows why he's here.

He came in with a strong spirit.

Sacred spirits of the
north, east, south, west,

watch over her on her journey,

in a good way.

Katelyn,

William,

Thomas.

You don't have to whisper.

I can hear what you're saying.

- We didn't mean to
disturb your endeavor, son.

What are you drawing there?

- My dying mother and the poltergeist

who's come to take her.

Maybe we should
say a prayer instead.

- Maybe we should have taken her

to that doctor in San Francisco.

- He'd want money that we don't have.

- So what Indian smoke
signals is all she's worth?

- Thomas.

Thomas, sit with your mother.

- Mm, who's there?

- It's me, Mother.

It's Thomas.

- My Thomas.

Ah, my beautiful boy.

Be strong.

Be strong like an oak.

I want you to find a good woman.

I want you to marry someone you can love,

and you put down roots, okay?

Promise me.

Promise.

- I do.

- Behold, I shall tell you a mystery.

We shall not all sleep,

but we shall all be changed in a moment,

in the twinkling of an
eye at the last trumpet

when the perishable puts
on the imperishable,

and the mortal puts on immortality.

Then shall come to pass
the saying that is written.

Death is swallowed up in victory.

Oh, death, where is your victory?

Oh, death.

Where is your sting?

And the night will be no more.

They will need no light from lamp or sun,

for the Lord God will be their light,

and they will reign forever and ever.

None will be able to separate
us from the love of God

we feel in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Amen.

- If you can be as quiet as the eagle

and listen to the wind,

you will meet again.

- Is she gone?

- Her spirit.

Not long.

- I'm sorry.

I'll see you again.

I will.

but I'm gonna miss you.

Mother's not even
in the grave, and look at you.

The baron has asked me

to go immediately right after the funeral.

I'm not saying I like it.

- I can't even find the words.

- I'm not asking you to find the words.

Just pack the horses.

Big John told me that when Eustus heard

about my wife's death, he
sent all of his workers home.

I'm not sure what to make of that.

No one worked harder than William.

He was up before sunrise.

He was, he was digging
from morning to night.

And through his own
decision-making process,

he ended up right back where
he started, with nothing,

absolutely nothing.

And that just absolutely

killed Katelyn.

And she deserved better than that.

There was one night, I
don't remember exactly when,

and I'd had a few drinks, so I, I don't,

it was in the back of a,

it was in the back of a, a saloon.

Everything was all foggy.

And I thought I heard Katelyn
say that she loved me.

Everything was, like, spinning
around 'cause of the drink.

And I thought she said, "I love you.

I love you, Eustus."

But it probably wasn't Katelyn.

Probably one of the
other girls at the bar.

She thought that she
saw something in William

that she couldn't see in me,

and he killed her.

He didn't pull a trigger or
anything, but he killed her.

He killed her because he was never,

ever who she thought he was.

- To ask only how we
can serve him further.

In the name of Jesus,
we offer this prayer.

Amen.

- May your spirit shine
like the great central sun.

May the ancestors greet you
with love into the next world.

- You fought real good, Kate.

I was proud

to stand with you all these years

and raise the boy.

I...

will take care

of him

the way we talked about.

Thank you, pastor.

- God bless you.

You too, Thomas.

Thank you.

- Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

- Goddammit.

No, you don't, William.

It's your turn to die.

- There's been a break-in at the house.

- Who was there?

- Sadie.

Where were you, Sammie?

I was shoeing the horses

like you told me to, boss man.

- You were shoeing the horses?

- Yes, sir, shoeing the horses.

- You have no idea what they took?

- I wouldn't know, but your desk was open,

and there were maps everywhere.

- Stop right there, Sammie.

- Whoever done this ought to
be tied down and skinned alive.

You know what they done stole, boss man?

- I know what they stole.

- Well, what are you gonna do about it?

- Lock the door, Sammie.

- Yes, sir, boss man.

We should build a fire.

- Nah, barely got cover here.

Bottom of a valley

people could see us for miles.

- What kind of people?

- Indians, I suppose.

- The Nisenan Maidu?

I read, Father.

- Suppose you do.

What'd you read about the Nisenan?

- Only that there used
to be a lot more of 'em.

Well, where are you going?

- They're beautiful, Thomas.

- Picked 'em just for you.

- Your mother must have a green thumb.

- Does your father know we're here?

- I'm fittin' to go shoot.

Wanna give it a go?

Have you ever fired one of these before?

- I can't say I have.

- Well, there's a first
time for everything.

Okay, no, like this.

- How much further today?

- We can stop here if you like.

- Sooner we get there,

stake a claim or whatever you need to do,

the sooner I can start
a life of my own, right?

- You want me to grab the reins.

- Let's keep moving.

You want the rest of this?

- No, sir.

- Look, Son.

There's nothing more we coulda done.

It happened too fast.

What is that?

- It's a harmonica.

- You asked me to look
into a matter, Baron,

discreetly, you said.

As you suspected, your daughter has come

under the spell of an undesirable.

- Undesirable, huh?

Did he touch her?

- Baron.
- Did he touch her?

It's possible.

- All right.

I can send her to my
sister's back in Ohio.

Well, who is the son
of a bitch, Mr. Danko?

You're dying to tell me.

- The Teller boy, Thomas.

- Well, that family has tried
my patience one time too many.

What are your orders, Baron?

- Is that it?

- A minute ago you didn't
even want the extra helping.

- I wasn't hungry then.

- Growing boy.

- I've been on this horse
that has no use for me

for days on end, and it
makes me wanna eat something.

- I thought you liked Stick.

- You coulda brought Spooky if you wanted.

- Stick's fine.

- I mean, I did the math
again, divide the food we have

by the amount of days we
might need it.

We have plenty.

Go on and have an extra helping,

get our strength up, strong ride tomorrow,

put us within a stone's throw.

- I see anything moving tomorrow,

I'm gonna shoot it and eat it.

- You, a gun?

- Well, is it, or isn't it?

I think it is.

- You need me to read that for ya?

- It's just a map I drew.

Don't say nothing.

Know better up there.

That's it.

Thomas, down below,

that's the claim.

You'll play that 'monica tonight.

Let's go.

I say we put the tent right there.

It's perfect.

Now we just need to find
some black sand, quartz,

we're in business.

That's it.

Don't be afraid of it.

Come on. Shake it, shake it.

Clean water in there, get that dirt out.

I know that, darling.

Why don't you

just take it off?
- Mm, CG.

- That's right, that's right.

CG!

Who is that?

- Just put it on.

- How'd you know where I was?

- Big John, he said you owe him 2.50

that he done loaned you on...

Who you got in there?

- That ain't none of your mind.

- It ain't that tasty new
redheaded whore, is it?

- What brings you here?

- Baron wants to talk to you,

and he said to bring your knife.

Uh, who?

- Baron O'Leary.

- You tell Eustus I'll speak
with him in the morning.

Get on it.
- This can't wait.

- It can wait.
- He wants you for a killing.

- Your lack of discretion is unwanted.

- Well, the Baron's here just the same.

- Where?

- How you doing, fellas?

Hope I'm not disturbing you boys.

Howdy, ma'am.

Mm.

- CG, how you been? Good to see you.

- You know it ain't that I
don't wish to speak with ya.

But, uh, as I was explaining to Sammie-

- He's got that new redheaded
whore inside his shack.

- I disapprove of the word whore.

- Goddamn, I wanna see her naked.

- What's this about?

- I'm offering a reward, CG,

two criminals.

- Reward?
- $500 gold.

- Each.

- Dead or alive?

- Just slow down, we'll
discuss that later.

- When?

- We'll discuss it when we ride,

CG.
- Who, who?

- Mr. Danko, Sammie here.

- I ain't riding with Danko.

There is something truly
wrong with that boy.

- What's wrong with Mr. Danko?

What's so funny?

- You got another offer, CG, or not?

- I ain't riding with Sammie neither.

- Why the hell not?

You know why not.

The hell with you CG.

Don't make me educate you.

- What the hell does that mean?

What the hell are you laughing at?

What's he laughing at?

- I think he's calling
you ignorant, Sammie.

- Is that what that means?

- Oh, is that what that means?

Is that what that means?
Is that what that means?

- Hell with you, CG.

- Hey, hey, don't go in there.

- What the hell do you care?

She's just another whore.

Hey, darling.

What, what, what the hell?

Loretta, is that you?

Woman, where are your-
- What do you expect me

- fucking clothes?
- to do, Sammie,

you dumb lump of coal.
- You, you gave me

a sacred vow.

I ought to fucking kill you,

I ought to kill you.

Goddamn backstabbing mother-

Claim jumper.

See you in hell.

- Ah-hoo-whoo.

Yahoo.

- I figured you'd want it in gold.

How is Katelyn?

We mourn the
loss of Kate Anne Teller.

- For old times' sake.

- You know you might be right
about the Lord after all.

What do you mean?

The Lord loves us.

The Lord is our shepherd.

Fill the other one.

- But what about our supplies?

- This is gold, boy.

Take it all, every single one of 'em.

- Whoo.
- Every single one.

Son, people are gonna
treat us differently.

You think old Henry Angel's
got a nice tent store?

We're gonna buy all those stores.

Whoo-hoo.

- Teller's Camp.

That's the name of our
town, Teller's Camp.

So Baron gets half.

- Why would you say that?

- I mean, he's your partner, right?

So, what, split it down the middle?

Pa.

- Sorry, was thinking of something else.

- Hey, if you don't wanna
tell me how it works

with the Baron, I don't care,

none of my business.

- We worked out an arrangement.

God.

- Sh, sh, sh, sh.

Shendy.

Stick.

- God has done this to me, Thomas.

- God did not come down
here and steal our horses.

- What more must you take?

- Pa. - We need to bury it.

Pa. - We need to bury it.

- I'm all right, I'm all right.

Give me the other one.

Well, horses
have tracks, right?

All right, listen to me.

Right now, we have to find those horses.

- We won't make it without them.

- Come on, let's go.

- Here, look, that way.

- That thing ready to fire?
- Sure is.

The way you shoot,
maybe I oughta carry it.

Is that a fact?
- Actually, yes, it is.

You think you
could kill a man, do ya?

- Maybe not.

But I can probably shoot a horse thief,

- I'll go first.

If someone tries to
shoot me, don't let 'em.

- Who'd do this?

- Indians covering their tracks.

- We've lost it completely.

- Yes.

- Where do you think we are?

- Ah, my reckoning,

maybe a few miles from camp.

River should be down that way.

- I don't want to die out here

in the middle of Goddamn nowhere.

- Oh, don't use the Lord's name

in vain, Thomas.
- Well,

that's what you care about?

The mercy of the Lord

may be the only thing that saves us.

- Sorry, Lord.

- Here it is.

- And I never wanna come back here again.

- Follow this about five miles south,

get to the river, follow that home.

Hopefully, won't be tracked.

Oh, Lord, please grant your
providence to my boy and me

we have a safe journey home.

If we make it, we will
use this gold to do good.

Take your boots off.

Rest your feet.

Go up this next creek, set
up the tent for the night.

A while longer.

You don't know.

You do?

- Think you're gonna be able to walk?

- Do I have a choice?

We're gonna need to leave our tent.

We're gonna need to save our rounds

in case we run into those Indians.

What if they're not Indians?

- Who else

would only steal our horses?

You know, I think I just about got

all this figured out.

What do you got figured out?

Why you wanna participate

in the killing of these two men.

You don't need to know that.

Well, a man do have
a right to his privacy.

I agree, but you and I,

we've entered into this
sacred pact amongst ourselves.

Sacred pact, huh?

Well, we just killed a man,

and then we covered up that deed,

and it don't matter if
he had it coming or not,

which leads us back to
our original discussion

and why you feel the need

to spill the blood from
these two ne'er-do-wells.

- We have a single round now?

That's it?

- We only have what's left in the gun.

They got everything else.

- Because you put the
rest of our ammunition

outside the tent.

- Won't do any good to
blame me now, Thomas.

- Well, it'll make me feel better.

We're nothing but pack mules.

- There's one difference.

Pack mules usually get fed better.

You mind?

You think it's infected?

- Well, if it's not,
probably will be soon.

- Lord is testing me, Thomas.

- Lord has nothing to do with this, Pa.

- You're wrong. He knows
how much I want this gold.

Giving me a choice.

- You wanna leave it?

- Rather cut this foot off.

You talking about, CG?

I'm just a miner looking out for my claim.

- What I'm talking about is a wealthy

and respected man in these parts

willfully taking part in multiple murders.

These old boys must have
done something real personal.

To get you all riled
up like this.

- You just do the job, CG.

Just do the job, will you?

- Friendly conversation,
that's part of my job, too.

Now let's say, hang on to that,

let's say we come across
these two desperados,

and we each have to take one.

In an ideal situation,

which would you prefer to
confront, father or son?

- What the hell kind

of question is that?
- It's a question.

Just answer the question.

- Give me the father.

- Capture or kill?

- They're not mutually exclusive, CG.

You can capture 'em and then kill 'em.

- Right.

So you do want to exact
some revenge from this man?

- Revenge doesn't quite
describe the feeling.

And that's where the son comes in.

What do you mean by that?

If killing a man
don't make it even with him,

well, then you just kill his son.

- Thomas, I know my father,

and he's ready to have you killed.

- Well, I'll talk to him.

I'll, I'll tell him I'm,
we're to be married.

- Why, Thomas Teller, are
you asking me to marry you?

- Well, if I did, if I
was, what would you say?

- I'd tell you to leave town

and to stay away just long
enough for him to calm down.

And then you come and find me.

I'll give you my answer then.

Here, take this.

Learn me a song when you come back.

- Promise I will.

Tell me the truth and don't lie.

Are we lost?

- Just keep going south by east.

Dear Lord, please take my father.

He's a liar and a cheat.

And when I die, he'll be a murderer, too.

- Thomas, don't.

- The Lord has taken your wife.

He's taken your gold, and
He is gonna take you, too.

He hates you, and so do I.

Goddamn you.

- You're right.

I am a liar.

Baron's not my partner.

I came out here to steal from him.

Guess that makes me a thief, too.

- Well, if it makes you feel any better,

I'm also a liar.

Sadie.

- Who's Sadie?
- Sadie O'Leary.

I'm in love with her.

- Between the two of us, we
told a pretty big pack of lies.

Something we need to take care of.

May as well do it here.

- Whoo, it's looking pretty good.

- Sorry, Son, but it needs to be deep.

Someone could find it.

Rains could wash it up, animals.

You just don't know.

- Oh, I'm gonna take a break then.

When we get outta here,

I'll start my own apothecary,

stock it with the finest medicines,

bring 'em in from the East,
New York City, I expect.

What about you?

- Ah, I think I'll go out back
and pick those strawberries,

eat 'em one by one, taking my time.

Play that Monica again?

I like the way that sounds.

I thought you
were worried about Indians.

- Not up here.

Besides, they don't
much like evil spirits.

Might frighten 'em away.

- Promise me.

If you can
be as quiet as the eagle

and listen to the wind,

you will meet again.

- It's deep enough they
can use it to bury us.

- Uh, hold on, Son.

What?

- Something to remember our experience by.

I worked with this old boy

rustling ponies out of Colorado.

And I told him, I told him from the start

that if he ever crossed me,

I would cut his tongue out sure as hell

Well, he did not take me at my word,

and he run off with a couple
of my ponies, so I hunted him.

Took me a couple days.

But I caught up with him, and
I made good on my promise.

Turns out, though, uh,
he was a biter.

Ah, I do enjoy proving a point.

Let me ask you something, CG.

- What's that?
- How many people

have you killed?

- What, during war time?

- No, I'm not talking about war.

I'm talking about personal wise.
People that done you wrong.

How many of them did you kill?

- Uh, well, seven, seven men, two women.

There's a good story,

nine that done me wrong.

- Nine that done you wrong,

and out of these nine that done you wrong,

how many of them did you torture?

But I could see it.

- What do you see, CG?

- I see that you are a man

who personally wants to
torture this man to death.

It's a simple job, CG.

Stop trying to pretend that you understand

my motivations.
- Simple job.

Simple job.
- Okay?

- Simple job.

Simple job is a round in the head.

That's a simple job.

You want more than a round.

You come out here for pleasure.

- I don't take enjoyment out of this.

- The hell you don't.

You not only wanna kill this man.

You wanna carve him up.

And then you want his
son done up the same way.

Sometimes I want the son more.

- You know, Eustus, uh,
I used to know a man

who used to love to carve
the eyes outta Indians.

He'd say it made 'em
blind in the afterlife.

You remind me of that man.

- Stop trying to figure me out, CG.

- I figure, I wager.

It was all about a woman.

- There's never been a woman born

worth shedding a tear over.

You understand what I'm saying, CG?

There's not a woman that's ever been born

that would make me shed a tear.

Teller and I claimed the first
stakes in these parts in '48.

And he was a good partner at the time.

He mined from morning to night.

He had your back.

He used to divvy up our diggings
into two different piles.

He let me choose between the two.

And I'll be damned if he couldn't smell

that noble metal wherever it was hid.

But guess what.

His luck run out as luck tends to do.

It was him that was making
the foolish investments.

It was him that was trusting people

he had no business trusting.

It was him gambling

and carrying on.

And it wasn't long before
he was back to nothing.

And that's what killed his wife.

He got paid fair and square,
and I took that claim,

and I made something outta myself.

And now he's jealous of my success.

He's jealous, dying of jealousy

'cause I'm on top of the
world, and he's nothing.

He feels like he's been cheated.

He feels like he's been owed something.

He wants something that he don't got.

He smelled that gold, and he
wants more, and I get that.

I understand that. That's human nature.

But I am not going to abide thievery.

You understand me, CG?

I'm not gonna abide thievery.

- Nope, nope, I, I expect you won't.

- Let me ask you something.
- What's that?

- What's your favorite
way to dispose of a body?

- Well,

I tell ya.

Battlefield.

On a battlefield, every
murdered man looks just

like another dumb patriot.
- Short of war?

- Fire, fire is always good.

- Fire.

I like fire.

- You can watch the, uh, the
skin, how it shrivels up.

- Like the eyes.

- Well, then here's a toast.

Here's to hatred beyond the grave.

You need to get a move on.

Me? What about us?

We both know
I can't make it back.

No, I can't.

It won't be easy, but you can.

No, I got
the hurt bad in my blood.

What, I'm just
supposed to leave you here?

We're leaving together, Son.

We're going to a claim. Gotta move fast.

- You'll pay me in gold?

Thomas.

I'd tell you to get outta town

and to stay away just long
enough for him to calm down.

- Mr. Teller.

- I'll take the boy.

- Are you sure?

- If Teller's still alive,
you make his final minutes

as painful as possible.

If not, you can start that fire.

Hyuh.

- Godspeed.

Hello.

Hello, Jesus, Mary, Joseph.

I, I, I, I, I, I ain't got no weapons.

God is my witness.

I'm unarmed. I'm unarmed.

- Keep your distance.

- Yes, sir, yes, sir.

I was beginning to think

there weren't no, no
people in these parts.

I shoulda known the good Lord would place

a friendly face in my path.

- Where are you headed?

- Murphy, camp up north.

In a bit of a rush, though.

My boy fell ill.

Had a terrible, terrible cough.

- My wife, too.

- Oh, no, our faith in the good Lord

above will help us survive these
troubling, troubling times.

Well, I do believe you have found

the finest shade tree
in this valley.

- Name's William Teller.

- Thomas J. Washington.

It surely is a pleasure.

- Thomas is my boy's name.

- Ain't that a wondrous coincidence.

Are you ill, William?

You, you seem to be burning up.

- Cut my foot on a crick
bed, but I'll be all right.

My boy's on his way back
to Angel's Camp now.

He'll be back soon with help.

- Does he have a horse?

- No, you?

- No, me and my, my
partner was south of here,

found some caverns along the foothills,

and I found a, a vein of gold
'bout as wide as my wrist.

Well, we bedded down that
night, and this bandit,

he come into our camp pistols drawn.

It was a young man.

He wore, uh, one of them
funny-looking top hats.

- Oh, please, you don't have to do this.

Hey, I, I, I, I, I'm
sorry about Sadie, okay?

Real sorry.

- If you care about that girl,

you'll tell me what I need to know.

Now, where is the gold?

- My father has it.

He's already got a headstart on you.

Liar.

- Our father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done on
earth as it is in heaven.

- Oh, you keep on praying,
boy, like a good Christian.

- God.

- He loaded down his horse.

Then he just walked over to my partner,

and he cut his throat
like it were nothing.

Well, I ran into the woods

as fast as these old legs could carry me.

It's only by the grace of God
that I survived that night.

We lost our gear and horses, too.

Probably the same bandit.

Maybe that's why he didn't
bother with our gold.

- Your, your gold?

- Did he have a pale, clean
face, dark, curly hair.

- Oh, my, my, that describes
him like a, like a portrait.

- I know who you're talking about.

- Now it was my intent to,
uh, just rest my bones here

for a spell and then
continue on with my travels.

But I, I, I don't like
leaving ya here like this,

alone and injured.

- You need to get going.
I'll be all right.

- How about I move you up to
that fallen tree up there?

That'll give you cover
for whatever might crawl

into this clearing here.

- I can make it. You get going.

- Are you sure?

- Thank you, Thomas.

- William, would you mind
if, if you prayed with me?

- I'd be proud.

Dear Lord, thank you.

Thank you for putting William in my path.

Please watch over us

and our dear sons in
this, this time of need.

And dear Lord, please watch

over my, my new good friend, William.

Protect him from the
vile, murderous heathen,

Eustus O'Leary.

- You work for Eustus?

He's a snake who can't be trusted.

- Snakes are all right.

You just have to pay
'em the proper respect.

That's all.

Now what say you crawl on down there

and dig up them saddlebags?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- William, I was praying

that you would say
something to inspire me.

Thank you for that.

Well, hell.

You come all the way up here,

and you didn't bring no rifle?

Well, there's just one round.

Was you expecting me?

No, no, you take that off.

Take that off. Come on.

Well, Lord, ain't you a mess?

You know it's too late to
cut this foot off, don't you?

I ain't no doctor, but it's
too late for that leg, too.

Now I can take care of that
for you if you want me to.

I start right down there, and
then I tickle you right there.

Get a little feather

And tickle ya there.

I do believe you are the
unluckiest son of a bitch

I ever knew.

- Just kill me and be done with it.

- Why would I do that, Bill?

Slow and steady, that wins a race.

- What do you want?

- I want the gold you
got buried down there

in your special tree.

- Who are you, really?

- Caleb Gordon Hawkins.

Folks, they call me CG.

Do you mind if I call you Bill?

Because, Bill, I have to
admit something to you.

I've been searching for you and your son

for a couple of days.

- What for?

- $1,000 in gold.

But that don't matter, not right now.

You see, I gotta look at
that girl, that, uh, Sadie.

Oh, my heavens,

but she do look as sweet as cherry pie.

But my guess, the Baron will
not abide by any suitors.

At least not until he's done
with her himself.

That's why I come down here.

That's why I'm being
so polite, respectful,

downright friendly.

But make no mistake, Bill.

I will surely put a round in your belly

and you will painfully bleed to death

while you enjoy the lovely
view of this valley.

Am I clear?

Good, we got a common interest.

And I want you to crawl down
there on your belly,

and I want you to dig it up for me.

- Oh, Lord, forgive me for my sins, Lord.

I just ask you to protect my son.

I warn you, William.

Do not, do not test me.

Forgive this man, Lord.

He knows not what he does.

- God?

God, William, God ain't here.

It's just you, and it's me.

Stupid son of bitch, I said

I want you to crawl down there,

and I want you to dig it up for me.

- Forgive me, Lord.

- Up ahead.

Pa, run. It's Danko.

- You take me to this
gold, and you can live.

Say another word, and you die right here.

I got your son here, Mr. Teller.

Now, we both want the same thing,

the gold.

- How about I put a round where
your eye is supposed to be?

- That sounds mighty bloody.

Your boy said you had no rounds.

- It ain't the first time he ever lied.

I got a round here.

- Father, don't.

Now!

- You love this girl?

Sadie?

- Yes.

She's like Mom was to you.

She's an angel.

- You can't trust her father.

You both need to get as far
away from him as you can.

- Only reason I came with you

is she said that her
father wanted to kill me

and I should leave town long
enough for him to forget me

and come back and go away with her.

- When you find her, you marry her,

and you don't ever let
her leave your side.

You learn from my mistakes.

- I will.

- It's alright son,

we'll be together again.

My father wasn't perfect,

but he had a dream, a holy vision

that God intended for our family.

I intend to see that through.

- We commend the spirits of William Teller

and his beloved Katelyn to the ages.

Let their love continue to exist

and inspire us for all eternity.

Amen.

Amen.

- Losing two parents,

that's a, that's a terrible thing, Thomas.

That's a terrible thing.

Okay, Sadie, come on.
It's time to come home.

- My home is with Thomas now.

- Now, hold on now.

You see, this boy needs to account

for what his father took from me.

Man wasn't very smart, but he
had a knack for finding gold.

Isn't that right, Thomas?

- I know you sent that man after us.

Out of respect of my
father going in the ground,

I'm not gonna kill you in front of Sadie,

but make whatever amends you can, sir,

for I will be seeing you again.